32, Gu Minglun
"Listen to Xiwei, you want to follow me."
In the ward, Li Wenhang sat on a chair and looked at Yuezai.
The sixteen-year-old boy was now nestled on the edge of the bed, half of his body wrapped in thick gauze, and a strip down his neck, firmly holding his right hand and hanging it on his chest.
Maybe it was the first time I saw the big guy dragon head in the master's mouth, and Yuezi was a little nervous.
"Brother Long told me, saying that you are a good boss, I want to talk to you."
"Am I such a big guy, I don't need to be told by others, you say you want to follow me, baa?"
"As long as Brother Hang speaks, I can do anything!" Without hesitation, Yuezi immediately replied.
"Then I'll tell you to raise your right hand now, can't you lift it?"
One sentence suddenly silenced Yuezi.
Li Wenhang lit a cigarette and said casually: "If you want to gain a foothold in the community, you don't rely on your mouth to speak, but rely on you to contribute to the community, so that everyone will serve, Ah Long can have today's position, do you think he relies on speaking?" Hit it! ”
Then, he pointed to Yuezi's bandaged right arm.
"The way you look now, how are you fighting?"
Yuezi bit her lip tightly and did not say a word.
"If it's because of money, you don't have to worry, your injury is for the community, and the cost of treatment will be handled by the community, and I will also ask Ah Long to find an errand for you, so that you are not afraid that you will have nothing to do in the future, that's all."
After Li Wenhang finished speaking, he got up and planned to leave.
But just as he walked to the door of the ward, there was a sudden sound of Yuezi gasping behind him.
Turning his head, Li Wenhang realized that Yuezi was struggling to raise his right arm.
This stinky boy......
Li Wenhang frowned and stopped helplessly.
"Hey, what do you mean?"
Yuezi's movements on his hand did not stop, and he still stubbornly raised his right hand in pain, and at the same time gritted his teeth and said, "I want to follow you." ”
"I said it, you can't do things for the club like this, how can I accept you?"
"I'm proving that I can do things."
Yuezi's right hand had been raised to his chin, and the sharp pain made his forehead sweat.
"Idiot!"
Shaking his head, Li Wenhang pushed the door and walked out.
When he walked out of the ward, Xi Wei hurriedly greeted him, and said with a curious face: "Brother Hang, Yuezi ...... him"
"Like you, I came with a dead brain, and I took him to the third uncle when I was discharged from the hospital."
"Ah, what are you looking for the third uncle?" Xi Wei was stunned.
"He only has one arm left to use, do you want him to continue to learn boxing with Ah Long, please ask the third uncle to teach him marksmanship, if he can practice the gun with his left hand, let him follow you in the future, if he can't practice, he will find him a job."
After speaking, Li Wenhang ignored Xiwei's embarrassed appearance, strode out of the hospital.
……
Two days later, An Kee Tea Restaurant.
Just when Li Wenhang listened to Zhao Wen come to report on Wei Gang's research and development progress, Xi Wei suddenly ran up.
He nodded apologetically at Zhao Wen first, and then said with a solemn face: "Brother Hang, Dongying's people are here." ”
"Got it."
Li Wenhang nodded, first asked Zhao Wen to wait upstairs, and then followed Xi Wei downstairs.
When he came to the hall on the first floor, Li Wenhang immediately saw a strange man with shoulder-length black hair, sitting at the table, fiddling with the teacups and teapots on the table.
When Li Wenhang came to sit on the opposite side, the other party did not rush to speak, but reached out to pick up the teacup and teapot, poured a full cup, and handed it to Li Wenhang.
Li Wenhang didn't pick it up, but said with a smile: "Today is not about numbers, so there is no need to set up a tea array." ”
"If Mr. Li drank this cup of tea, he might not be able to talk to Ngee An and Dong Ying today."
"So you can represent Dongying?"
The man smiled, did not speak, but took a check from his bosom and placed it on the table.
"There is only one cup of tea, and there is only one check, and if you take the money, you can't drink tea, please."
"Tell me to give up the 3.5 million check before I am willing to make peace, Dongying's face is really big enough."
Li Wenhang sneered and shook his head.
"Dongying is one of the three major associations in Hong Kong, and it is not a shame to spend 3.5 million yuan to buy face, but if you are reluctant to spend this money, you really tear your face and beat it, we Dongying dare to fight, do you dare?"
The words are ugly, but they are true.
Although the boxing match with Crow ended with a complete victory with Ngee An, there was not much change in the gap in strength between He Ngee An and Dongying.
Dongying, who has tens of thousands of official members, if it really condenses into a fist and smashes it down, let alone He Yi'an, even the most popular Helian Victory today, I am afraid it will not be so easy to catch.
But the question is, can Dongying's fist really be pinched?
In the man's stunned gaze, Li Wenhang stretched out his hand and pressed it on the check.
"Although He Yi'an is small, he has always done things according to the rules, and the crow has placed a bet of 3.5 million, so he has to be willing to gamble and lose, as for whether you Dongying is willing to make peace, if you don't want to talk, then fight."
Seeing Li Wenhang accept the check, the long-haired man slowly gave a thumbs up.
"I have seen the new leader of Nghe An, and I hope that the next time we meet, you can still be so tough."
After speaking, the long-haired man got up and left the tea restaurant without looking back.
Xi Wei kept watching, until the other party left, then turned his head and asked with some curiosity: "Brother Hang, this person is baa, how can you listen to him, as if Dongying has to listen to him?" ”
"He, heh, Dongying won't listen to him, but he will listen to the person behind him."
Li Wenhang picked up the check and flicked it gently.
"The man behind him? Who is it? ”
"Dongying dragon head, camel."
"Damn, really?" Shiwei was dumbfounded.
"Just now, this person's nickname is Gu Yulun, not only is he the oldest white paper fan in Dongying, but also the master of the entire Dongying Society, and even the crow needs to be seen at the end of the month, do you say it is true or false."
Li Wenhang put the check close to his body and got up and went upstairs.
He and Zhao Wen have just been halfway through the conversation, if Yuanhang Pharmaceutical's Wei Gang's industry is not spread out as soon as possible and the funds returned to support the community will be more and more difficult in the future.
In fact, the appearance of Gu Yulun today can be regarded as a wake-up call for Li Wenhang.
On Hong Kong Island, where prefix societies are rampant, there's no money you should earn.
The fist is not hard enough, and the more you can lay golden eggs, the more people will find a way to put them in a cage.
Xi Wei recovered from the shock, and caught up with Li Wenhang in hindsight, still nagging.
"What should I do next, Brother Hang, Dongying has even sent Gu Yulun over there, and he will definitely fight!"
"It's going to be a fight, but isn't it a month yet, I paid two million to Big D, telling him to hold on a little more, and also, send a message to Liang Youkui and the traitor Chang, don't be left alone when you go out."
"That's it? Don't think of another way? ”
"There is a way, but it can't be used right now, Dongying likes to toss, so let them make the first move."